"Trust me, I ain't interested. Figured you'd want a ride." Beyond already dating Ophelia, Pizzazz isn't exactly his type. He doesn't have the born in hatred of glam most of Ironheade does, but it's not exactly his favorite either. The added attempt at of nonchalance doesn't exactly do the brightly dressed woman any favors in Eddie's mind. He wrinkles his nose a little, but doesn't say anything just yet.

Given the fact he offered a ride, he's going to try and not be openly disdainful. "Better buckle in." He revs up the druid plow easily. The engine rumbles loudly under them, with his warning given he takes off. The Druid Plow roars to life under them, the exhaust pipes expelling flames behind them. Diamonds being kicked up around the wheels.

"Anywhere you wanna go?" He questions as he flicks the radio on. Unsurprisingly it is heavy metal.